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HEAR what God the Lord hath spoken: my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken,

Fair abodes I build for you: Scenes of heartfelt tribulation

Shall no more perplex your ways:
You shall name your walls Salvation,
And your gates shall all be praise."

There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures, without end, shall flow;
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,

All his bounty shall bestow :
Still, in undisturbed possession,

Peace and righteousness shall reign; Never shall you feel oppression Hear the voice of war again.

Ye, no more your suns declining, Waning moons no more shall see; But, your griefs forever ending, Find eternal noon in me.

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God will rise, and, shining o'er you, Change to day the gloom of night; He, the Lord, will be your glory, God, your everlasting light.

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LOVE divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down!
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown.
Father! thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,

Enter every longing heart.

Breathe, O, breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast;

Let us all in thee inherit,

Let us find thy promised rest.
Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy life receive,
Graciously come down, and never,
Never more thy temples leave.

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LORD, with fervor I would praise thee,
For the bliss thy love bestows,
For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O God, my weak endeavor;
This dull soul to rapture raise;
Thou must light the flame, or never

Can my love be warmed to praise.

Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,

Wretched wanderer, far astray, Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away; Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,

Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And, the light of hope revealing,

Bade the blood-stained cross appear.

Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling

Vainly would my lips express; Low before thy footstool kneeling, Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless. Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, Love's pure flame within me raise, And, since words can never measure, Let my life show forth thy praise.

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KNOW, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find, in every station,

Something still to do or bear:
Think what spirit dwells within thee;
Think what Father's smiles are thine;
Think what Jesus did to win thee:

Child of heaven, canst thou repine? Haste thee on from grace to glory,

Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee;

God's own hand shall guide thee there: Soon shall close thy earthly mission;

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. DOXOLOGY.

PRAISE the God of all creation;

Praise the Father's boundless love; Praise the Lamb, our Expiation;

Praise the Spirit from above: Praise the Fountain of salvation, Him by whom our spirits live; Undivided adoration

To the one Jehovah give.

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